In the quiet of a stormy night,
Where whispers of the past reside,
We wander through the shadows’ plight,
Seeking solace where fears confide.
The weight of dreams in shattered glass,
Reflecting hopes that once were bright,
Yet through the cracks, the light shall pass,
Guiding us toward newfound sight.
In fields where tears have sown despair,
A garden blooms with tender grace,
Resilient hearts find courage there,
In every trial, a warm embrace.
Through shadows deep and storms untamed,
Our spirit rises, wild and free,
For in the night, we are reclaimed,
By strength we never thought could be.